[Skit]

[coughing]

(Wake me up if you need anything)

Mhm

(You'll feel fine in the morning)

Yeah

(Goodnight Madhu)

Goodnight Mom

[Intro]

[Verse 1]:

It seems to me that I'm losing my binoculars

I can't see too far in the

Future, man I'm lost in the

Confusion, tossing and

Turning all for the

Burning passion of

Fitting in with the factions, I

Know that it's all irrational

Yeah

Picking apart the pieces of statements that people seem to be making

Little bit illiterate when reading the situation

I'm leaning towards imitation

Still seeking a center stage and

I dream of a better way

The dream is a getaway

From a place where I have to wonder

How should I act in this circumstance?

Who's wing should I fit under?

Is it that time again? To act so confident?

Gaining prominence? Asserting my dominance

Like I'm taking over the continent?

Or is it cool to be chill, calm, quiet, composed?

Bit of stupid foolery, still I'm diagnosed

With the fever of an iller mind

Fever to be serious but identified

As a comedian, fever to be cool but bringing fire

Like Prometheus, maybe the fever causes me to be a chameleon

Who am I?

[Hook]:

I'm the one that when they see they be like "oh wow, oh wow"

Can't do nothing else 'cept give a cold smile, cold smile

Which side of me should I show now, show now?

Frontman for the back of my mind

I'm the frontman for the back if my mind

[Verse 2]:

Now you see me dilemma?

Even on this track

Should act like I'm in a phenomenal

Prime state of mind

I'm, one of a kind

Never taking a second to look behind

Cuz imma winner?

Should I show that my lyrical flow is so uncontrollable, forgetting everything emotional and dropping a couple of boastful quotables, impulsively throwing myself on the throne of this era?

Just get a bit bigger?

Hey there's a bit of that in me naturally I do that so often

But that doesn't mean the half that you see is the only side that's talking

[Hook]:

I'm the one that when they see they be like "oh wow, oh wow"

Can't do nothing else 'cept give a cold smile, cold smile

Which side of me should I show now, show now?

Frontman for the back of my mind

I'm the frontman for the back if my mind

[Verse 3]:

Ay you ain't this serious in real life

Well isn't that the point?

Use the mic to reveal the other half of the coin

But only a quarter of a nickel is actually nickel

Pull back the mask of Jefferson until reality hits you

Put that on track like medicine, cause you have to tap into

The maverick within you

Don't mask what you been thru

I can't be that simple

With a grand mass of influence

Laugh with barbiturates

Hazardous pencil

That acts like a pistol

Sit back and just blast

Away matters conflicting and

Thoughts contradictory

Caught up in history

Not up in his story

Drawing up mentally

Brushstrokes of the same piece

And the painting is of your own

Clown with a crown

King with red nose

[Outro]:

But no red, only Indigo in this bland palette

Stuck on my tippy toes, reaching for all of my dreams but can't have it

Youre not stubborn, you're stubborn to stay who you are

That's not combatant, not a bad habit

That's not dogmatic that is daggmatic

Keeping it daggmatic

Most important line is the closer

If you don't understand

You stand your ground until it's over

RMS